*chorus*
Judgment Night, got gun got badge
Judgment Night, HUH!
Judgment Night, in the echo of a gunblast
Judgment Night!!!
Over here, and bust the way, crush a sucka gutter
Sun don`t cease at a hundred degrees I`m coolin in your freezer
(He`s a breezer) I hits it up with that bald faced rap
I sinks to the crack, and I make shit get wild
Run it by, bust to start, to punch, others front
Top drop Ceasar, it`s more than a leisure
Bitch every fuckin grain in your brain, like a tweezer
The sinister thief, shaded to six feet deep
for the misdemeanor, offender, the backbender (UH)
Corny nigga, the bullshit trip ender (YEAH)
Never perpetratin, so ain`t no lurkin in the dark
I`m lurkin near the workin niggaz heart
Used to be a gambler, when I was a scrambler
Now I`m grand to her, shorty back might damage her
Who`s this here, state my facts, and react
and saturate brains with a plate of hot wax
Intertwining, combining and aligning, shining, studies
in the light right now while we wreak fuckin havoc!
*chorus*
Come inside with his highness, the illinest
Killin em with adrenalin, blast past the minimum
Look to the winter`s ugliness, ruggedness
Under the rug, front to this, money strikes confidence
Chopped in the days and the blazin smell
then the realm of a seance, I blackloose, guns!
Comin to the project, walls with AKs
We`re talkin days, word, that you sun
You really want some next shit, some blood on the exit?
ONYX!!! Watch me wreck shit as they exit
But yo I keep em hollerin, screamin out for mercy
minds of a lowest of enemies, ghetto mentality
So blast it as I hit your head you`re dead not disbelievin
Got the toxic rock, to bring a nigga Biohazard!
*chorus*
Yo!!! Gimme that shit, you fuckin baldheaded bastard!
(What the Evil Nastee Access?) Mad shit to burn the acids!
(So ashes to ashes) raps with the ghetto gats!
(And I`m, doin niggaz ruin em showin em my razzamatazz
Mainly a Devil rebel, foul) Niggaz know we fuckin wild!
(I`m wild!) I`m wild (He`s wild) So we`s wild!
(Capture the rapture!) Come blackness after!
[Sticky Fingaz]
I swear to fuckin God I raise Hell and make the white man call me MASTER
I`m six-six-six, and need to repent to the pastor
SO FUCK THE RADIO and close your ears but read my lips I rips
and if you eat my words I`ll leave your strung like umm (UMM, UMMMHH!!)
It was on the tip of my tongue!
But now it`s stuck in between my throat
I can`t breath so I lick it
Onyx ain`t the top pick, you must be suckin a black dick
And if it takes the death of me, to make history
The whole world will remember my misery
I know what I`m tryin to say my words get in the way
they render me speechless, ohh Black Jesus I`m cryin inside
Couldn`t give a FUCK if I live or die
cause I`m just a slave who`s brave (uh-huh)
But fuck pickin cotton, I`d rather see my grave, so I
meditated, before I was created
And if you prefer sorrow, made me reincarnated
Now I`m back rulin MC`s but pussy niggaz increase
Well then it`s just another nigga that, gotta get greased
So if you wanna talk shit, in order to avoid a fight
Say what the fuck you wanna say, just spell my name right
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH..... mother-FUCKER!
*chorus to fade*
